Word: queerest
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...most singular of all creatures. Five feet tall, grey, gaunt, spindly-legged, it lives naturally in the White Nile marshes. Its head is extraordinarily large, topped by a little curled tuft. The eyes scowl, when seen from the front, stare brightly in side aspect. Queerest is its great bill, which clacks-clacks hollowly when the bird gapes or preens itself. That bill closely resembles a shoe (whence the popular name "shoe-bill") or the head of a whale (hence the scientific name Balaeniceps...
...strange, queer-looking fight with one of the queerest finishes in all ring history...
...Russian sky is very large and under it some of the queerest things in history have happened. One of them happened last week. Leon Trotzky, ne Bronstein, former War Lord of Russia, arrived in Moscow. His entrance was as quiet as was his exit last January (TIME, Jan. 26). There were no bands, no cheering people, no officials?the Kremlin was cold to his return. At the same time, Grigori Zinoviev, Chairman of the Third (Communist) Internationale, nicknamed "the bomb-boy of Bolshevism," left Moscow for the Caucasus, allegedly for his health...
...What are they reading?" you ask. Geniuses, you know, are often made up of the queerest elements. The amorous book, "L'academie des Philosophes sur l'amour"; belonged to what court lady? No lady at all but to the staid Montesquieu, that man whose works Professor Munro always recommends but which no undergraduate has ever read. Perhaps that wary looking volume, which the card describes as "Etat des troupes et des etats-major des places"--once wholted the stern glance of Richelieu. It was Madame de Pompadour's and she, upon receiving it from His Majesty, probably placed it among...
...ought to see the people stare at us. They would stop in the middle of the street and look at us as if we were so many living curiosities. I suppose they never saw such a breach of the social etiquette before. I had the queerest kind of a Christmas present. What do you suppose it was? I doubt if you can guess it, so I'll tell you. It was a promotion, in the shape of a crystal button, to the fifth rank. How is that for high! There are nine ranks...